Spring

I could've changed your mind
If only you told me, you told me
You said you were fine
And we talked about needing time and living alone
I never got the chance to say what you meant to me
And you know I don't believe
But I guess you'll watch over me

It's three years on, it's not old news
Still coming to terms being without you
And I hope you watch over me

And the way you died
Did it hurt at all?
To think of you that way
Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died
Did it hurt at all?
To think of you that way, I don't at all

And I swear at times I can hear your voice
Like in the mornings through the door
And I can smell those cigarettes
That you used to smoke at the backdoor

And the way you died
Did it hurt at all?
To think of you that way
Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died
Did it hurt at all?
To think of you that way, I don't at all